Well, as hard as the chastity cage allows me!
Elementary | 1x23 “The Woman”
Submission to a woman is far beyond just sexual. If you are a submissive man, and you only see the sexual aspect of submission, you're missing the key piece of the puzzle to unlocking it's true mystery.
Have you ever questioned, what drives you? Why is submission so arousing? Why does it speak to your soul? Why does it feel like it is a part of who you are? Why can't you escape it, no matter how hard you try? No matter what you do, no matter who you enter into a relationship with, you will always have the urge to submit to a woman, even if you keep that urge suppressed or hidden.
You will never not want to submit. It will follow you all throughout your entire life. Is it not time for you to act on it? Is it not time for you to finally seek out a partner whom you can submit to? You're not meant to spend your entire life endlessly scrolling social media jerking off to other men being dominated.
There are plenty of women out there that need you to see beyond your fantasy, so you can offer yourselves to them and be of a great value, enhancing their lives as a result.
The submissive urge within you is not born of sexual desire, that just makes it exciting and passionate. It's far deeper than that. It comes from an innate desire to adore, honor, care for, please, and serve a woman. It is a natural instinct within you. It is the recognition of your place in life. It is the natural power exchange between men and women. You may sexualize this and turn it into fantasy and fetish, but at the root core of it all, this urge is beyond the sexualization. It's who you are, and you can't ever change that.
You can be ashamed of it, you can run from it, you can suppress it, you can even deny it for a while. But without it, you will never know what true fulfillment actually is. You will always feel like something is missing in your life. Always! Until you start to do something about it. Until you find a woman who will accept you as her submissive.
That is your goal in life. That is your mission, whether you know it or not. Even when she's not in your life, even when you haven't even met her yet, she is your purpose. Everything is about finding her, and if you haven't figured that out yet, you will likely be living a life in the doldrums of online fantasy, wishing you could find her but feeling completely hopeless about it.
Years tick by, a decade comes and you feel even more hopeless. This inaction, this limbo, this wishing you could find her, is not serving you. You can stay in this state of inaction forever, and never find her. You must find it within you, to say to yourself, I've had enough of this. I'm going to do what it takes, and I'm going to become the man I need to be, to find the woman that will accept my submission to her.
If you are at this point in your life.... if you are ready.... The Submissive's Journey was written for you. You are not alone in this struggle, others have walked the path before you. However, it is you alone, that must make the decision to change. You must create a resolve, to find her no matter what. That's step 1 on The Submissive's Journey.
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“You didn’t want to worship me? Yet you’re here at exactly the time I told you…..and you’re at my feet. Maybe you should rethink your life choices.”
Avert your gaze only to be told to look at me.
Avoid my question only to be told to answer.
Stutter in embarrassment only to be told to use your words.
Answer carefully only to be told to repeat, using dirtier words.
Blush and quieten only to be told to explain how much all of this turns you on.
Squirm for me, expose yourself, be naked and vulnerable - turn me on !
In her haste to complete her account of L's visit before she returned to work on Monday, Mistress omitted one incident during the final night which I find much harder to forget.
I was lying awake by her bedside, nursing a painful erection, when I felt a kick in my ribs. I turned to see Mistress crooking a finger to beckon me closer. I raised myself up towards her and she whispered to me to fetch her a glass of water.
I crept out to the kitchen with my erection wiggling in front of me, casting a priapic shadow, and fetched her the water. When I returned, I knelt on the floor and offered it up to her in the required posture. She took a couple of mouthfuls, then reached over and poured the rest over the duvet I was sleeping on.
Grinning mischievously, she waved me away and told me to get "back to sleep". At first, I tried to avoid the wet patch, but it was too extensive to avoid completely and I suspected that Mistress would be wanting me to lie in it, so I did. If Mistress wants me to be uncomfortable, uncomfortable I must be.
This actually solved one of my problems: my erection soon subsided. On the other hand, it wasn't long before I started to feel the need to pee. That was a bigger problem than you might imagine, as when I am permitted to sleep beside her bed, I am not allowed to move, without her permission, until morning.
I am also not permitted to disturb her, except in the case of an emergency, so I am unable to ask her permission either. Mistress would not recognise my need to pee - no matter how desperate - as an "emergency". In fact, she clearly wanted to cause me distress and may even have wanted to make me wet myself.
I lay there anxiously for what seemed like hours, trying my best to hold on, but sure that it was a physical impossibility to last until I was due to rise. I had little idea of the time, as I was unable to see a clock from where I was. The strain was unbearable and at times, I felt like just letting go and taking the consequences.
At last, first light arrived and I padded off hurriedly to the bathroom to relieve myself, taking care not to make a noise in case I disturbed either Lady. It was technically morning and I hoped Mistress would stretch a point; if she wouldn't, I would just have to take whatever punishment she conceived.
In the event, nothing was said and it felt almost as if my anxiety was needless. You may be thinking that Mistress just forgot and I am foolish to write this and remind her: in fact, I have already confessed. Mistress laughed out loud and sentenced me to a caning, which she administered over the weekend.
I have been asked if I ever get tired of Mistress tormenting me. The short answer is "Yes". I often long for her to stop and be nice to me for a while; but sometimes when she is nice for long periods, I miss her tormenting me; and although I enjoy my periods of relative freedom when she is working, I live to be under her control.
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[Pics are from the old youngdommes site and feature the lovely Mistress N look-alike model, Nicola]
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